“This was just too easy,” thought Vic Tabor, as he carefully opened the unlocked window on the first floor of the secluded farm house. Climbing silently into the dark room, he snapped on a small but powerful flashlight and surveyed the surroundings, and pulled out an old pillow case from inside his coat. Moving quickly
The plane was just about reaching cruising altitude as the entire traveling company of the Pro Skaters On Ice were settling into their seats for the long flight from Miami to Salt Lake City, when Lindsey teased her best friend, Allison, with, “You’ll never guess what I saw after the show last night!?!” “I dunno,”
Alex slowly pushed his rolling trash receptacle from desk to desk, stopping at each one to empty the small trash containers, dump the ash trays, and give each desk top a quick dusting if necessary! “Boy,” he thought to himself, “they all got MBA’s, but they still don’t know enough not to toss half filled
The message on Armondo’s answering machine sounded urgent, but when he realized it was just from Velma Ford, he plopped down on the sofa and started going through his mail. The usual junk mingled in with a few bills, “Nothing interesting,” he said to himself, as the phone started ringing. “Hello,” he answered, “Armondo here!”
